I don't belong here... Cordelia thought as she surveyed the yard. Males outnumbered females at a 5 to 1 ratio, everyone seemed bigger, and stronger than she was and not one of them looked like they had enough common sense to figure their way out of a clear tarp.
"And here I am serving a life sentence." Cordelia said to her self with an exasperated sigh as she reached for a pack of smokes she'd charmed off one of the guards, lit it and and took a lengthy inhale.
Not too long after a fight broke out between a group of Latino men and a pretty intimidating 6'2 white man. First blood... Cordelia said with a wry smirk as she watched the scuffle play out. It was quickly escalating to more than a fist fight.
"Die, Die, Die!" She heard the man scream as he assaulted the men with no restraint. There was no way in hell she was sticking around for the outcome of his rampage. She quickly drowned out the screams and jeers and made her way to the compound where she hoped to find a hot meal and a place to escape the madness of the yard.